6 years -- and many more to come

Saturday, July 17th, 2010 was the day SIX years ago that we got married. We had decided to take the kids to Toy Story 3 and have a fun day in Spokane. We started at the farmers market since I had $20 worth of gift certificates (essentially) from WIC, and got cherries, carrots, peas, and apricots for our lunch.


This pea pod was just so perfect to represent our little day that I had to take a picture of it. Four peas in a pod. :] Youssef took some of my art to a bookstore (where we've sold some others before) while the girls and I were at Franklin park eating lunch and playing.

It was really hot and the water felt quite good. The girls did a good job of not getting *too* wet also, since I hadn't brought their swimsuits.
After that we went to the movie. My parents and little bro met us there as well and we all watched it together. I don't have a picture to represent Toy Story 3, BUT I have to write a little something anyway. First, both girls were wonderful and sat really still and enjoyed the show. Renna sat on my lap and when some more intense parts came she squealed a little too loudly and was too into it to be quiet so she held MY HAND over HER MOUTH (totally hilarious) while she screamed at the tense parts. While Renna was into it like that there was a little girl (probably around 5) behind us sitting on her mother's lap who was just crying and crying at the part where everyone thinks the toys are going to get burned up. And after they were saved this little girl couldn't stop crying for a while. So sad and adorable at the same time. ;]
After the movie we did a couple more errands (mailing a custom order of my cards, and getting dish soap at the dollar store) and then went to the mall because I REALLY wanted to buy a scrapbooking magazine. Well, can't afford that, so we went to the bookstore at the Northtown Mall so that I could at least *look* at some of them (the good ones are in plastic and you can't see inside.. but there were a few other scrapbook magazines that were unwrapped and gave me a few ideas.) Youssef rubbed my back a little bit while the girls played with the trains.
Renna doesn't seem to care at all that we didn't buy anything, but Lily always asks if we can buy something. They both had fun though and we went to the kid play area for a while too. Youssef and I took turns taking funny, purposefully blurry, pictures of the girls. We were trying to capture the *feeling* of the play area. And.. of course, the feeling is that the kids are just racing around in a blur.
When we got back home the girls were REALLY worn out. Renna was seriously losing it, but I wanted to help some friends alter something last minute, so they came over and I did a quick sew job while Youssef held a screaming two year old (once she starts crying it's really hard for her to calm down) until I was done working on it. She took a little longer going to sleep than she would have since she was overly tired, but we were still able to get our dinner and game in.
We listened to a radio program about the persistent widow and the unjust judge. It was encouraging and the food was SO good. Perhaps food tastes better when you haven't had much all day and eat dinner at 9, or maybe it really was just that good..
We had humus and GF crackers, Cornish hens, and sauteed carrots, sugar-snap peas, red peppers, and green onions. Oh, oh so good. The hens were so tiny though that I sort of felt sorry for them. I know it's silly, but they could easily fit in the palm of my hand and were just so little and cute (I generally roast turkeys so they seemed REALLY tiny) But.. here's the thing (I told myself) I bought them for a discounted price at a grocery outlet... that is to say they were on their way out. If I hadn't bought them they'd have ended up in the garbage... and that tiny little hen would have died for nothing. Yes, it's true, so I also made SURE we had eaten ALL the meat off those tiny little birds because if I were an animal that was raised for food I sure wouldn't want to have died for nothing. No, they were roasted in all their glory and enjoyed fully on a most special of special days.

We used the glasses that we'd used at our wedding. Oh, and this is really significant to me (though Youssef doesn't see why) ... but I asked him to pick the glass that he wanted to use. Now, they are different. One is thin and one is rounder. I picked them out before we were married so that we could use at the wedding and I thought at the time that it was neat to have them match, but be slightly different. I originally thought Youssef should have the bigger one (I guess because the thin one looked more feminine perhaps...) Well, when I pulled them out of a box a few months ago I remembered back to when I got them. He didn't like the round one. He wanted the thin one... he had this thing about how much better the thin glass was.... well.. he DID use the larger one for our wedding and maybe it was only my perception, but it seemed like he didn't like the glass. I know, I know.. I probably thought it was a bigger deal than it was, but I'd even thought about trying to find the place that I ordered them from so that I could get a matching thin glass to make Youssef happier about them (I'd had that thought just a few months ago), but of course, even if I did decided to do that... we don't have the money for a frivolous thing like that anyway.

Okay, so back to last night when I asked him to pick the glass that he wanted to use... I thought for sure that he'd take the thin one, but he chose the big one! The one that he'd actually used at our wedding!!! You see.. I remember him saying things about glasses (before we were married) That THAT size is too big, too round, too whatever. And YET, he picked the big one. He LIKED the big one... the very one that he used in our wedding and I thought he didn't like. This is such a silly little thing, and he didn't get why I kept asking if he really DID want to use that glass,

"Yes," he said, "It's bigger. I like that."
... "You aren't just saying that?"
*confused look*

Yeah, he didn't remember those little things that he'd said 6 and 7 years ago, but I had... I sort of unintentionally collect random things that certain people say they like or don't like. I suppose this is just another place where we've grown and changed. It's not a big thing of course by any means, but to see how we change slightly as the years go by.. as we slowly fit together even better in our preferences or hobbies is just always neat to see.
And, to top of our lovely day we played a competitive game of "Carcassonne"... of course, the game was full of much teasing and strategizing to try and beat the other person. It was neck and neck the whole way. He had the longest road, but I had the biggest city tile (that I got completing HIS city and that he got completing MY road... yes.. we are deceptively nice to each other in games) I got my barn down and squeaked in a few extra farmers as did his barn and farmers.. the barrels, cloth, and wheat were another aspect of the competition of course. Adding up the points at the end threw the balance back and forth still... and yet, when it was all said and done and counted up.. guess who won? Amazingly, we ended up in the exact same place. Such a profound metaphor for our lives and exactly how it all seems to work out. We go through trials or seasons in our lives together or as individuals and yet.. in the end and at certain points along the way it's obvious to me that God is leading us. Just as unlikely as it seems that a game with hundreds of points counted up in dozens of different areas of play can somehow (unlikely as it should be) give us the exact same points at the end... how much more amazing is it that two different people-- any man and woman (no matter how alike their personalities are) are going to start out being pretty different-- can be brought to a place of unity.

Only by the grace of God working in and through our lives and all along the way can this unity be possible.

To God be the glory.

On moving and a special "sale"

Hi! So, most of you know that we are going to be moving to Dallas (Youssef at the end of this month, and the rest of us some few months after that.) Well, we are a little under our savings quota to make this happen well (also the more we can earn for all of this the sooner our family will get to be together again also.) I've decided to put sale prices on my small artworks to help us reach our goal, and also make cards for those of you who can help us reach our goal and also get some beautiful cards at a special price. Each card is made with black cardstock (black is a trademark to my art) and has a black envelope to match. I have to cut and glue white paper on the envelope and inside of the card so there is a place to write and the high quality photo prints of my artwork on the front of the card each have nice black photo corners to set the pictures off beautifully. Normally I sell them for $5 each in their own clear plastic cover, but for the next two weeks I'm going to sell them for half off and without the plastic (unless someone just wants one.)

$2.50 a card and you can pick ANY of my artworks and as many or few or varied as you'd like. For those people who live far enough away where I'd need to mail the cards in a large envelope the minimum is 10 cards, but for anyone who lives near us and would like some cards at the special price you can order less than that. Check out my fan page on facebook to choose the artworks that you'd like on your cards. You can send me an inbox message on facebook with the amount of cards and the names or descriptions of the artworks that you'd like.

Of course, if you'd like to donate an extra amount on top of the amount for each card we won't turn that away either! But, I also know how difficult the economy is for everyone right now... it hasn't felt much different to us since we've always had to live this way, but we are working really hard to get to a more stable place. Anyway, if you can... please check out my art page and order some cards or one of the original pieces (those will be worth a lot some day.) ;]

Relying, Contentment, Trusting, Losing, and Gaining

I feel like I've learned something really significant. Actually, I think it's the most important thing I COULD learn. I've shared now and then some things that God has been teaching me and how I've been growing, but the last two years have been pretty significant. In some way I feel like they've been the completion for this set of things that God has been working me through for the past 8 years at least. Two years ago I had an epiphany and "got" something that I didn't "get" before. Then that fall (after we moved to this basement) I started to "get" another part to it. I've tried to share on here or with friends what I've learned, but it never seems to come out in an understandable way. And perhaps it won't this time either, but it's important for me to think through it all and try to organize the thoughts because I will be able to remember this lesson if I "teach" it (so to speak) or at least share my thoughts with whoever is in blogdom that might be reading this.

1 Tim 6:3- 10
"If anyone teaches false doctrines and does not agree to the sound instruction of our LORD Jesus Christ and to godly teaching, he is conceited and understands nothing. He has an unhealthy interest in controversies and quarrels about words that result in envy, strife, malicious talk, evil suspicions and constant friction between men of corrupt mind, who have been robbed of the truth and who think that godliness is a means to financial gain. But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that. People who want to get rich fall into temptation and a trap and into many foolish and harmful desires that plunge men into ruin and destruction. For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs."


I've bolded the verse that I'd like to focus on here. "But godliness with contentment is great gain." How many of us are truly content? DIScontentment seems to be the most prevalent part of the American life. It doesn't seem to matter how blessed we truly are because we always want more. Our society is forever holding up adds and complaints and anything to remind us how bad we've got it. Or at least how we'd feel better if we just had a little bit more.

While it IS natural for us to want "more" or to be selfish or to dislike change or to hold onto what we have more tightly than we hold onto God... all of those things are from our sinful flesh. We should never shrug our shoulders and give up when God wants us to grow and learn and become more like Christ.

The question I used to always come to at this point and that some of you might be asking is the balance of works and of faith. Should we be striving to build spiritual disciplines in our lives? Should we try to develop good habits?

Before I answer those questions I have to admit something. I'm a complete and utter failure. People who know me and see my life might argue with this because I "look" like I get a lot done or I "look" like I'm good at things, but all of my journals when I was a teen were just completely full of prayers that generally had the word "HELP" in them more often than most other things. I never felt like I would overcome my procrastinating tendencies or wake up early or be consistent about reading my Bible or doing school or any other goal that I (or someone else) set up for me. I couldn't stick with stuff no matter how hard I tried it seemed. I hoped at that age that when I was older (like the age I am now.. 29) I'd be free from these struggles within myself. The truth is though that my internal struggles haven't just gone away as I've grown older, but a few years ago I finally "got it"... and what I finally understood is such a basic truth I wish that someone had of told me before.

What I realized was that it doesn't matter what we are going through in our lives, be it health problems, loss, fears, or dishes, that is the source of our "suffering" the answer is all going to be the same. Just as the woman who is struggling every day as she goes through breast cancer can say "God's grace is sufficient" and she can say that with confidence, recognizing that there are bad days and better days, but it all boils down to God giving her strength and the grace to make it through each day. For me... the sort of person that seems to have the hardest time, not when a broken leg happens right before Christmas, but when those little every day things come in where I need to be consistent. Or when those bigger obligations come where I need to push through and finish something even when I'm completely drained. Who gives me the strength for these things? I've realized that the times when I struggle the most and complain and am feeling anything but content are those times when I'm not trusting God for strength to do what He wants me to do.

I've gone through an organize/simplify/Bible study thing recently and it's taught me not only to simplify my house and systems so that the dishes don't pile up and the house is easier to maintain, but what I keep coming back to is realizing that even in those small daily things I have to rely on God for strength. Sometimes it's a matter of trust as well. I don't "feel" like doing something, but I think of how I need to be faithful in the small things and I also need to trust that if I just step up to something even feeling like I can't do it or just that I don't "want" to do something I can KNOW that God will give me the grace and strength to make it through.

Now it's time for another verse. This one is too often taken out of context.

Philippians 4:11-13

"...for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am. I know how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity ; in any and every circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry, both of having abundance and suffering need. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me."


Paul learned to be content in EVERY circumstance! How? Through relying on Christ who gives us the grace or "strength" to make it through absolutely anything "easy" or hard.

There is SO much complaining in the world and all around me and in my own head and in the words that come out of my mouth... yet if I can't learn to be content where I am right now (no matter where that is with whatever benefits or disadvantages I have around me) how could I ever expect to be content any where else? Human nature is to want more. "The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence..." as they say, but we who are Christians especially, who know this side of our nature, should be even more mindful to be ready and willing to learn to be content and to grow in this area of our lives.

Now let me go back to those questions that I didn't answer before .. they were these.

Should we be striving to build spiritual disciplines in our lives? Should we try to develop good habits? I struggled with this a lot when I was young. Partly because I wanted to know God and I wanted to read His word and live every day to show Him my love and glorify Him in all that I did and do.

But I couldn't.

I was never enough and never could be enough. I always failed and I do always fail.

But it's not about "me" doing everything right. I don't claim to understand how all of this works, but I can tell you how it feels from my limited human perspective. I want to do good. I want to be the proverbs 31 woman in my home and raise my children in a way that will nurture who they are a please God and love my husband more than myself, yet I fail so often. But... is my human failure a reason to not try to be these things? To not try to show my love for my family and Savior and live in the way that I so desperately WANT to live and become the woman that I feel like I could never be?

--- Just a quick interlude here... I overheard some women a little older than my Mom talking about a lady around my grandmothers age and describing how they wanted to be like her when they were older. How she was giving and caring and had a quiet servants heart. Well, all I could think of at the time was this.. over and over... if you want to be like that in the future than you should practice to be like that now.

Why do we think (as I did when I was a teen) that at some point in life we will just "arrive".. as if the years between now and then are what teach us rather than what we DO in those years. I've seen many older people that I don't want to emulate and all the older people that I want to be like are the people that have learned this lesson some time in there life. Whether they were forced into an extreme circumstance that pushed them into a place where they had to rely on God and trust Him each and every moment, or whether they simply were faithful in all the little things in life and trusting Him in each and every small thing and grew more like Christ.

My Dad used to say that "practice doesn't make perfect.. practice makes permanent." Meaning of course that how we practice something has more to do with the end product than simply that we "practice."

If I read my Bible every day, but did so in my own strength and wasn't relying on God than I wouldn't be practicing what I really need to be learning would I? I'm sure there are people out there who are strong enough in themselves to look 'perfect' in everything they do.. their house is tidy their children are polite and so on and so on, but how long can any of us keep that up? I can hardly keep up that sort of "perfection" for even a day.

But.. while I've answered "yes" to those earlier questions ( Should we be striving to build spiritual disciplines in our lives? Should we try to develop good habits?)
It's not with our own strength that I propose we do these things.

Therefore, knowing now that in whatever we try to do we should be trusting God to give us the strength to get us through those things we need to simply start by asking Him (and listening for his answer!) what HE wants us to do. What areas do I struggle with? Some people might have no problems with folding their laundry the same day that they wash the clothes or with being annoyed and snapping at the kids or husband.

My advice is to start simply. Just like through the "Organizing/simplifying" thing that I went through that started out just working on making the bed every morning, we can start simply with one "spiritual discipline" sort of thing in our walk with Christ. When I was younger I forced myself to simply pray (on my knees so I wouldn't fall asleep) every night. It wasn't about "being or looking" perfect it was simply a start. A reminder, if you will... I wasn't sinning by NOT doing it and I wasn't earning points when I DID do it... it was just something that helped me. Just like writing those "HELP" prayers in my journal or writing these "profound" thoughts on our blog. JUST LIKE singing praises helps me focus on Christ. It reminds me of WHO God is and why I shouldn't be afraid.
Any of these "spiritual disciplines" start out (at least for me) in a rather difficult way. It's HARD to read my Bible every day or stop complaining and being depressed and singing a praise song to remember His goodness, but it's what He wants me to do.

Not so that I "look" perfect, but so that I can receive His comfort.

1 Corinthians 1: 3-5
"Praise be to the God and Father of our LORD Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows."

As Christians we should expect to have more hardships than not. Life doesn't turn "easy" when we become Christians. In fact it often gets harder. If the world or other Christians aren't shooting us down or our own natures aren't crippling us even more when we try so hard to NOT be a certain way (like an addict that is trying to get clean and always falls back into their old ways...) Even IF (that's a big if) none of that is going on in our life for God to use to grow us, then inevitably at some point we or someone close to us will have health problems or a death in the family or some trial or other that comes to test our faith.

YET even though "the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows."

"who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God."

I read that verse and I think back to two years ago when we first moved to this basement. I was overwhelmed with every day life the inconvenience of only having one sink in the house (behind the bathroom door) and not enough windows and light and being cold and a ridiculously heavy winter of snow and the grief of everyone around me (and my own grief) when my last Grandfather died, and on and on and on it seemed. Troubles with our triplex as landlords and misunderstandings with friends and all of these problems weighed heavily on our marriage. Yet I knew... I knew at the time even when I was struggling so much, that God's grace wasn't enough for me only because I wasn't receiving it. I wasn't asking God for help. Somehow I figured the housework and kids and whatever else in my life I should be able to handle.. right? They weren't huge things (most of them) it wasn't like I was dying or dealing with a terminal illness or injury.. it was just a bunch of tiny.. little things that kept building up and up. And I started to realize that it doesn't matter how big or small our "sufferings" are.. even if we have the lives that other people only dream of (A loving husband and healthy children and supportive family, etc.) You see... I knew this. I knew I had the life that I'd dreamed of and asked myself why I wasn't content... but it doesn't matter what any of us have. "All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God." We are all broken inside...

.... No one. Can escape the need for a Savior.

Our good works mean nothing to Him if He is not the one we are relying on to do those good things in and through us.

Apart from Him I can do nothing.


And to bring these final concepts full circle I will quote again the verse (in part) that I quoted earlier... "I can do all things through Him who strengthens me" But to put that verse into it's context I will remind the reader (and myself) that this quote is talking about contentment. It could say.. "I can (be content) in all things through Him who strengthens me."

Learning to be content is an amazing thing. When I am in that good spot of relying on Him and being content a wonderful thing happens... how do I put this? ... I feel effortlessly joyful.

Imagine it!!! Free from worries and doubts and insecurities and fears and pressures and stress and depression and anger. It's like being a child again when I didn't know the day of the week or cared and didn't worry about what I'd have to eat or where I'd live because it was provided for me.

This is why Jesus said "My yoke is easy and my burden is light." It was a picture of the two oxen that were hooked together with a "yoke" so that they could pull things. Too often we try to carry far more than Jesus ever intended for us to be concerned with. Or perhaps we try to do all the pulling on our own instead of trusting Him to pull His share of that "light burden."

When I think about that verse combined with what I've learned, I can't help but think how sad it must be for Him to see us struggling in our lives and know how much He wants to comfort us or give us help, but we can't receive it....

Why is that? Is it because we hold on so tightly to what we think we need or what we have now that we can't open our grasp long enough to take anything that he offers? Even if it is a better thing?

My final thought is regarding fear and trust.
I have a pretty big fear of success. Most people think this is silly, but for an introverted shy person that has been burned too many times by being vulnerable (yet.. perhaps stupidly.. continues to try to be vulnerable with people still) isn't so thrilled with any remote possibility of being the center of attention where judgments and gossip and misunderstandings are most prevalent.

But I realized something a little over a year ago... If I didn't use my gifts and develop what God has given me to the fullest (all the time trusting Him for strength as I mentioned before) IF I let my fear of the future stop me, I wouldn't be trusting my life completely to God.

And these things are what our faith boils down to... so complex in it's paradox and yet so simple at the same time.

While we have all sinned and while we ARE all broken and needing a Savior the simple truth is that we only have to "Confess with our mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in our heart that God raised Him from the dead and you will be saved."
Jesus also said, "Don't imagine that I came to bring peace to the earth! No, I came to bring a sword. I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. Your enemies will be right in your own household! If you love your father or mother more than you love me, you are not worthy of being mine; or if you love your son or daughter more than me, you are not worthy of being mine. If you refuse to take up your cross and follow me, you are not worthy of being mine. If you cling to your life, you will lose it; but if you give it up for me, you will find it." (Matthew 10:34-39)



The first part of this blog post was about what I've learned in how I have to do everything, but this ending part is to remind me where I'm going now. Just as at the beginning of my walk with God it is the same now, and all my fears of the people around me.. of being misunderstood or disliked or whatever - mean nothing.

I cannot cling in anyway to my life or what is here. I have to continually trust my present and my future to God. Continually releasing my grasp on my own life and desires and fears, trusting Him, and some how, suddenly what I have is more than I'd ever realized I'd wanted...


Psalm 37:4-5 "Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the LORD; trust in him and he will do this:"


All of these concepts are in some ways (when I think more deeply about how it all works) are too complicated for me to understand. So I simply go back again and again, each and every day to trusting Him with my life and for the strength to make it through the day.